Who’s Ian? 
djm
Damnit, you beat me to it!! 
I read it as such as well.
“Guard Ian, angel!”
So it seems a bit unfair to exhort the angel to guard the little boy but not the little girl.
She has enough problems without all those feathers.
djm
Maybe she’s the antichrist and the angel is protecting the boy from her 
sigh No. Actually, it is the little girl who is saying “Guard Ian, angel.” —you can see her gesturing toward the angel with her whistle as she gives her instructions. The little girl is running things. She is clearly smart enough to take care of herself. However, she is very busy and Ian is so helpless, though cute, that she needs the help of the angel to guard him from all the trouble he is going to get into.
I thought they were both girls… 
When an angel is flying up to heaven up in the sky, what good are its wings once it gets out of the earth’s atmosphere? Actually, what good are the wings anyway. Can’t they just fly like Superman or Captain Marvel? They don’t need wings.
That’s a rather androgynous looking angel, to boot. 
djm
No, the child on the left is Ian, a little boy. This is a sort of stylized picture in which a girl would always be wearing a dress, an angel would always have wings, and a little boy would always have short hair and a brown jacket. (I admit that the lavender pullover part of a sweater set that he is wearing is slightly strange.) He is holding a dandelion to show he has been playing boys’ games out in vacant lots.
And why is the angel’s tie magically tying (or untying) itself?
I read, or was told, or watched on television that all the Angels ever mentioned in the Bible are men, but I can’t remember if I heard it in class, watched it on television (back when I had one) or read it…
That headdress has been starched, my good man! And it is no simple thing to keep it looking in tip top shape. The least little bump can cause it to lose its shape. Thus the headdress protection ring that you see encircling the angel’s head. A lot of effort goes into maintaining the proper appearance of an angel.
I think only the little girl could answer personal questions about the angel and she isn’t talking.
Aren’t they all, really?
What the hell is wrong with you? Don’t you see how pretty those wings are?
(Sigh). That’s a special neck halo. You heathens are driving me crazy. I’m bringing back Pope Tom.